It was a cold winter, with wind and snow, and the entire northern country was completely a world of ice.

It is completely different from the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, the long summer and no winter, the four seasons in the north are distinct, and the cold winter is even more difficult.

The Xuanyu region is vast, the north-south span is huge, and the geographical and cultural environment is very different.

The difference in the human and historical environment is secondary, but it is only a test of the harmony between people and society, but the difference in the natural environment determines to a large extent that human beings can settle here, and even a matter of survival.

Snowflakes fill the land of the northern kingdom, and the north wind howls and ravages the world, declaring its existence to the world.

Today is still the same hazy weather, it is almost noon, and there is no sign of this sunny day.

The bad weather more or less affects people's mood, they are stuffy and panicked at home, and there are many fewer pedestrians on the street than usual.

It's a nameless town, and most of the people in the city close their doors to resist the wind and snow, but the figure of one person on the street is particularly eye-catching:

This is an old man, with white hair and a little wrinkled skin, who looks a lot old, and he wears a thin blue-brown summer dress, which is ragged and tattered, and at most he covers up the intimate parts of his body.

If you look closely, the other person seems to be a little demented or something, and the whole thing looks delirious, and it looks weird.

The old man had a lot of injuries on his body, traces of blood dried up on his body, and there were a little traces of fire, I don't know how he got to look like this, could it be that he was a long-term worker in the kitchen fire before, and he fell into such a field because of changes?

What is the origin of the old man, where does his family live, where is his family, and where is he going?

None of this is known.

In everyone's impression, there was suddenly such a strange old man here one day, who appeared in the south of the city, begging all the way or picking up leftovers discarded on the road for a living, and kept moving north.

It had snowed overnight, and at this time the ground had accumulated a thick foot-deep, and the old man stepped on it one by one, and went to the north of the tuyere against the north wind.

Many parts of his body were frozen purple, hungry and tired, and the old man's walking speed was very slow, and from time to time a person with unsteady footsteps fell into the snow, which made his difficult situation even worse...

For this poor old man, I am afraid that there is nothing worse in this city, although the beggars in the city are dressed in tatters, but they can still withstand the wind and snow and cold, but what does he have for such an old man?

There were many pedestrians who passed by him who took pity on him, giving him a little copper and silver taels, but they didn't see him react to any action, just stared blankly, and nodded slightly for a long time, with a dull look in his eyes, afraid that he didn't even know what "money" was, right?

What's more, knowing that the old man didn't know what money was and how to spend it, he directly prepared a few hot big white steamed buns and handed them to him, but he was still in a daze, not knowing what the "steamed buns" were, until the other party pointed to the steamed buns in his hand and made something to eat in his mouth, and the old man learned to eat.

"It's really strange and pitiful, I don't know which old man this is, I don't know how to find it quickly if it's lost, this ice and snow can't be frozen to death?

But don't dislike the old man and throw it into the wild directly, so unconscionable..."

...

There are people who are compassionate, but there are also people with unique visions who see other things differently:

"You say how long this old man will die, and to tell you the truth, I've been paying attention to him for a long time.

I don't know how he died in the end, whether he starved to death, froze to death, or something else?"

"Well, I've been paying attention to this old man for a long time, and I feel that this old immortal is a little weird," his companion nodded in agreement.

"If it's an ordinary person, after a snowy night, it's almost the same if you don't freeze to death, right?

And I feel that this old man's body is very strong, and I have seen him fall on the snow several times, but when he gets up, not to mention the wounds on his body, there is not even a little bruise, which is really strange. ”

"Do you think this person is a cultivator?..." After listening to his companion's explanation, this person unexpectedly came up with such an idea in his mind, and the person returned to normal, and he felt that this was too absurd to think about it.

Out of caution, this man still chose to pick up a small stone on the ground and smash it at the old man's head from a long distance.

Hit directly, the old man was hit by a stone and fell into the snow, and he didn't appear in the scene he wanted, and he exclaimed that his guess was wrong, for fear that such an action would be noticed by others, and he gave himself a hat without pity and sympathy, this man whistled, took his companion's hand and left in the other direction around the old man's position...

The old man lifted his head from the snow, his cheeks and chapped lips covered with cold snowflakes.

The snowflakes were attached to the old man's lips and slowly melted, and the snow dripped into his mouth, making him feel a kind of sweetness, which could relieve the painful feeling of burning in his mouth.

The lonely old man crawled to the door of a restaurant, stretched out his hand in anticipation, could not speak, his eyes were watery, as if he was saying to the people inside:

"Please, give me a bite to eat!"

This is an ordinary restaurant, small in scale, mediocre, and featureless, just a small restaurant.

In this cold and snow cellar and cold weather, the business of the restaurant is also very bad, and there is no one who has come to the door for a long time.

The door of the restaurant was ajar, and the cold wind blew open and broke into the hall.

And the old man climbed on the ground with difficulty, squirming up a few steps, and stretched out one hand to the location in the restaurant, wanting to ask the people inside for help, and ask for a charity, even if it was half a nest.

"This thief God, the ghost weather is like this, where will anyone go out, can this business be done? ”

There was a shouting sound from inside the house, it was a young man who looked like a gang, and the wind and snow entered the house, causing the indoor temperature to drop suddenly, and he came out to cover the door.

The "customer ,..." guy was about to walk to the door and saw a figure outside the store, thinking that there was a customer coming to the door, and his pace couldn't help but speed up a little.

Just as the man stepped out of the threshold, his head poked out and he didn't find the customer of his cheongsam, his heart immediately became bad, and when he looked around and finally lowered his head, he noticed that there was still a person in front of the restaurant.

"Where did the old beggar come from, who dared to come here to ask for food, and didn't open your dog's eyes to see what kind of place this is?

Why don't you hurry up and get out of my eyes as soon as possible. ”

I was deeply depressed because of the decline in my performance caused by this ghost weather, and I thought that I could take a business and I was "played" by this old man again, and I accumulated the anger of my stomach.

Although the arrogant man had shouted at the old man to leave, he seemed to be completely inaudible (or perhaps he didn't understand what the old man meant), and the old man still stretched out one hand and put it on the steps, making a gesture of asking for alms.

In the eyes of the man, the old man's behavior not only did not arouse a trace of pity from the other party, but on the contrary, it aroused the nameless fire in his heart, and he scolded angrily:

Well, even an old beggar like you would dare to come and go against me, don't you, it seems that if you don't give you some color, you really think that everyone is good to get along with. ”

Cursing, the man approached the old man step by step, stepped out in front of the man, and was about to step on the old man's dry fingers when he fell, his movements paused slightly, thoughtful, hesitant.

"Do you really think I'm going to be unbearable to step on it?" said the man coldly to the old man who fell to the ground, and saw that he stopped and stepped on the old man's fingers fiercely, as much as he could.

Seeing such a situation, uninformed people may think that this guy has a deep hatred for this poor old man, so that he is so ruthless and determined to treat such a weak person.

"Ahh

The man fell with one foot, and was stepping on the palm of the old man's palm, pressing the tip of his shoe hard, rubbing it back and forth, and the old man screamed again and again in pain, painful and helpless.

This torture is not over, after playing for a long time, the man's front foot stretched out to the gap left by the old man's slightly raised upper body, picked up the old man's thin body, kicked the old man out with a fierce force, rolled down on the steps, fell to the ground and was subjected to inertia and turned over a few times before stopping.

"Bah, scum!" spat at the old man's previous position, and the arrogant fellow whispered an insult.

He raised his head and roared at the old man who fell to the ground in front of the restaurant:

"Don't get out of here, if you want me to see you and dare to come to us next time, I won't be as polite as I am now, and then I will directly let the vicious dog bite you to death..."

The farce in front of the restaurant also alarmed the owner of the inner hall, and there was a burst of impatient shouting, scolding:

"What's going on outside in this snowy weather?

If there are no guests coming to the door, Xiao Weizi, you bastard, don't hurry up and close the door for me, close it tightly. It's so cold..."

"Yes, hostess, there was an old beggar who asked for food in front of the store just now, but fortunately, others have been driven away by me..."

The man, named Xiao Weizi, turned his head back and closed the door of the restaurant after seeing the old man trembling and even limping away from his restaurant.

"I still have a lot of work waiting for you to do, you might as well choose to play with an old beggar, take the opportunity to be lazy, and see that I don't deduct your salary this month..."

...

For all this that happened in front of the restaurant, there were not many people on the road who knew about it, not to mention how many people chose to stop and stop, angrily scolding this arrogant and rude guy who had no mercy at all, and stretched out justice for the old man who fled with his tail between his legs.

However, not far away, there were also two people secretly watching here, from the old man "coming to the door to beg for food" to being driven away by the arrogant guy, they always watched, but they didn't have any intention of making a move:

"This is the Fengsheng of Liuyun City, which is the most ancient and modern, dazzling and dazzling?

I haven't seen him for a few months, and what happened to him that led him to this step?" said the man in a black cloak in a low voice to the man beside him, and the voice that sounded like a woman was no doubt that he spoke.

As the woman in the black cloak said, the old man who appeared under the ice and snow was none other than Feng Sheng, the hero of our story!

I didn't see any answer to this question, but I shook my head helplessly.

"I want to help him!" The man in the black cloak stepped out in half a step, wanting to step forward to help Feng Sheng, but was stopped by his companion beside him:

"No, Your Highness Princess!"

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